The Evanescent
By the appearance of the fleeting world, it resembled a medieval era, unmistakably so with the archaic walls that bordered the city and the valley of grass it sat in. He approached the stone bricks, walking along as he looked for an opening to get inside.
As expected, there wasn't exactly some backdoor into the walled-off city for lurking outsiders like himself, though he had wished for one.
Looking up, the very top of the rampart while raindrops trickled down on his cheek, finding it to at least be a hundred feet high. He removed his gloves, rubbing his bare palms together while inhaling and exhaling slowly.
'Guess it's time to put these spider abilities to use…As much as I really don't want to,' he thought, holding his hands out.
He carefully placed one palm against the wall, feeling it firmly stick onto the surface. Bringing his other hand up, he stuck to a higher portion, bringing himself up as he carefully repeated the process.